The Third Eye was the name of the very first "head" shop I ever went into back in the late 60's. First thing that came to mind when I read the title of this thread. Thanks for the memories, Elluzion.
Back in the 60's and 70's, I must have dropped some sort of psychedics every fucking weekend for about 5 years, be it acid, mescaline or peyote but I never bought into all of the metaphysical crap. I just wanted to get high..........that is until one night. I'll never forget it. It was like yesterday. I was at a friends party out in Malibu. He had a house right on the sand. Nice. Anyway, it was getting a bit loud so I went outside with his two labs, Melvin and Harry.
. I was just standing out there by myself with the two dogs. It was about 12 at night............clear sky, full moon. And then, all of a sudden, there where white lines connecting the moon to the dogs, to the stars, to the house, to me, etc etc etc. and it became graphically clear that we were all interconnected and it was that interconnection that allowed all of this to exist. It wasn't just a thought I had, but in fact something that I actually saw. I was very knowledgable about what hallucinations are, but this was different than anything that I ever experienced before. Those interconnecting lines were as clear as the computer screen I'm looking at now. It was definitely one of those "lightbulb" moments that presented itself in stark clarity. I wasn't even thinking about this concept before those lines appeared. I was just standing there looking at the moon, and then............bingo. There they were.
Gave the dogs a big hug and walked back inside with a big shit eating grin on my face. Didn't say a word to anyone. Just had a comfortable feeling that all was right with the world.